2d
A gentle ember burns,
with orange lines that
dance in a slow tango,
trailing small hints of warmth.
Glowing brighter, brighter, brighter...
I see a star colliding,
a shattering of brilliant blue light,
floating across the lilac sky,
expanding carefully in the void,
forming patterns of disarray.
Glowing brighter, brighter, brighter..
with orange lines that
dance in a slow tango,
trailing small hints of warmth.
Glowing brighter, brighter, brighter...
I see a star colliding,
a shattering of brilliant blue light,
floating across the lilac sky,
expanding carefully in the void,
forming patterns of disarray.
Glowing brighter, brighter, brighter..
The irony of writing a poem about sleep and dreams when im staying up and writing this XD. I wrote this cuz i need a small mental break from exams. Thank you for spending some time to read this poem :)
